My first bong was a really sweet midnight blue color with silver swirls from the base all the way up to the neck. It along with three of my friends' broken bowls are interred in a knee-deep burial vault (read: hole with really big ceramic flowerpot) behind the garage. We now keep all our valuables in a padded metal case so hopefully I'll never have to bury another piece again.
JunoBlack Reviewed by JunoBlack on . The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear) I would like to dedicate this thread to every bong that went mia. To ever bowl that got dropped and every bubbler that got confiscated. Its always fucked up to loose a piece nd most of the time we never get to say goodbye. So take this time to remember your old pieces that did such a good job at getting you high before they met an oh so tragic end. I once had such a kickass little blue bowl named Posideon, it had a spiral going down the stem and it was changing colors to red and yellow. Rating: 5